A Matter of Life and Death

by The Daughter of the Moon

Chapter Three and a Fragment

"Blue Fire…"

Blue Fire opened his eyes. He was floating in an abyss of nothingness. But he knew exactly where he was.

"Oh no."

A shadow barely brighter than the darkness surrounding them appeared before Blue Fire.

"Surprised to see me?" The shadow croaked.

"I'm surprised that you're talking in my language." Blue FIre scoffed.

"Well then, would you like me to speak in our, er, "language", Blue Fire?" The shadow chuckled. "Or should I say--"

The shadow began speaking in a strange language, the same language that Blue Fire had been yelling in previously. Hesitantly, Blue Fire responded angrily to the shadow in the same language.

After a long, heated argument (or what seemed like one), Blue Fire disappeared from the abyss, leaving the shadow maniacally laughing.

Author's Note:

Just a little something to keep you guys on edge! I probably won't be able to write during the weekends since I'm going to my aunt's house.

Man, writing the shadow's text is SO time-consuming. Seriously, I have to change each individual letter to a different size one by one!

Comments

[luqmanul]

Keep it up man!

[grey mane]

I'm calling it now Blue Fire is a Nephilim and struggling to control himself.

[The Daughter of the Moon]

6977576 Nope. Though, I can see why you would think that.

[grey mane]

6977648 *snaps fingers* Dang, so much for that theory. Though it is clear what ever is going on with him he is struggling to control it... if it can be controlled or at the least contained.

[The Daughter of the Moon]

6978665 THANKS!